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A Crafty Way To Mend A Broken Heart
I pulled into the beach parking lot unaware at the time of how this one small afternoon’s whimsical venture would begin my journey from the depths of heartbreak and devastation to a life of new found wisdom, inspiration and peace.
Debra DebekPublished 3 years ago in HumansSimply KT Retreat
I have just spent the last two days at the Simply KT Retreat, which is a crafting retreat in Uralla, NSW, Australia to raise money for Ronald McDonald House in Tamworth.
Louise A BarrettPublished 3 years ago in HumansThe Purple Coat
Sewing has helped me move forward on my journey towards body positivity. I have had a poor body image since I can remember. I am a plus size person. But a few years ago, I started to discover body positivity on social media.
Elizabeth BakerPublished 3 years ago in HumansRecycle, Up-cycle
Hazel is my upstairs neighbour. She’s little, old and thin and rather reminds me of my mum who died twelve years ago. In fact, they’d be about the same age, both born just before the end of World War II. Once a week or so Hazel and I have a coffee either in her flat or mine. I don’t allow smoking in my flat but I make an exception for Hazel. When I put the kettle on I dig out my mum’s green, glass ashtray from the 1970s and, with coffees in hand, I make myself comfortable while I listen to Hazel’s stories, most of which I’ve heard several times. That’s the trouble with getting old, you can only look back. But, I am very respectful of the fact that old people have lived, really lived (I’m thinking bombing and rationing) and I think I carry that respect over into material possessions too. I hate the idea of memories being lost and perhaps I place too much sentimentality onto inanimate objects but that’s what makes a possession sacred and special - the emotion we project onto it.
Julie MurrowPublished 3 years ago in HumansThe Joy of Creating
Oh, sewing. That magical escape soothes the mind and energizes the heart by freeing my creative spirit. I sit at my work table, a blank page before me and pencil in hand as the sunlight peeps through the lace curtains I sewed last summer. What shall I create today? Staring into the distance, my mind skips from one idea to the next, as though they're stepping stones in a winding path in the forest.
Marianna FelfoldiPublished 3 years ago in HumansCreative Floods.
I decided to leave my job six months into COVID. I never thought making coffee was essential to the world but I was, in fact, wrong. There was more to my decision to leave. COVID was just the last straw and the push I needed to finally turn in my apron. At first, I was a little nervous about how we were going to afford our lives on just one income. So I started looking into ways I could contribute.
Franchessica HannawackerPublished 3 years ago in HumansNeed I say More?
Over the last couple of weeks, Cassie’s Handy-work has really revved up, as we finish renovating. First, I attempted painting, which we all know was not my strongest suit, mainly because I get more paint on myself than the area I’m painting. I even managed to get paint on myself yesterday and I wasn’t even painting. I helped Kristal and Brooke put together the flatpack wardrobes, and really, they would have been lost without my watchful eye and expertise. The way I hammered the back of the wardrobe on was nothing short of amazing. There were 8 nails which required hammering and Kristal only needed to remove 4…or maybe 6, which is really a win for me.
Cassie FordPublished 3 years ago in HumansMy Socks are Folded
Everywhere I gaze I see me – I’m at my place, in my room, inside. For contrast, I open up a social media platform I still enjoy and there I see someone, in a city that I love but am away from, has dressed up as a clown and has taken to the street holding a sign that says, “bonne fête la covid” (in all capitals). I cannot laugh at this. In response, I find myself with eyes narrowed, mouth breathing and trying to understand the feelings that are arising in me. I’ve been analyzing my self, my relations, and my lifestyle a lot this past year especially. The pandemic has been compounded with some inclement interpersonal weather – including events and situations that require gear and tools I’m still learning how to use – but something that has provided me with consistent comfort and growth is organizing my place and life to be filled with more glimmers (for hope and futurity) rather than triggers.
Helena HeliosPublished 3 years ago in HumansValentine's Day and COVID-19: How to Celebrate Love in a Pandemic
Valentine’s day can be enough pressure all on its own; the struggle to give a gift or experience that not only delights your partner but also holds up in comparison to theirs. You guys seen one of those scenes where she gives him a pack of underwear and he hands her the Limited Edition Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie novel she’d raved about? Yikes!
Mary Adeola ScottPublished 3 years ago in HumansTHE CHRISTMAS TREE ANALOGY FOR A LIFE FULLY LIVED
This tree is deliciously symbolic. It represents an analogy for life, for how to seize it with both hands and manifest your biggest dreams. It twinkles with all that is possible when we plug into our authentic selves, instinctively follow our hearts and tap into a universal flow that feels higher purpose aligned and, well, flowy…
Bianca BestPublished 3 years ago in HumansMi Casa, Su Garden Shed
In some circles, a man’s home is his garden shed. Not only does his garden shed provide a secure, weatherproof place to keep his man-toys, but for many blokes, it’s a hallowed place of sanctuary and solitude, where he can reconnect with his chi, and top up his life-force energy. (Not to mention, disconnect from bad karma and hide from chores like washing up and garbage duty).
To Cut or Not to Cut
With summer just around the corner, shopping for a new bikini, getting your workouts in and sunny climes are on your mind. There's also though that one extra nagging feeling... you know the one. It's probably been lingering for years, and you are slightly apprehensive about actually doing it. "Maybe I'll just take a few off on the ends, and see how I feel about it" you tell yourself. If you're brave and consider it "just hair," more than likely you're the friend in the group who's rocking a short haircut - or should be.
Sky VettelPublished 7 years ago in Humans